The Police Poem by Moses Samandar

The Police



Stationed in west-London
Run to the further spot.
I stationed in west-London.
Together from the east.
Running from the West
Serious cup of tea.
Earl Grey and a Biscuit.
Evironmental trouble
Someone on the double.
West-end
To the East-end.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016
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